As many of you know, raising Charlie has just proved to be significantly different than raising my other two kids. He has just not developed the same way your "typical" child does. Josh and I still are not sure what this means, but we're working on figuring it out. One of the hardest things for me is that he does not express affection like my other two have and I have sometimes wondered if he even feels a connection to me at all.
Lately, Charlie has been making some strides, however. Tonight, he did something he has never, ever done before and it brought me a great amount of joy.
On my way into our house after work, Charlie stopped what he was doing, looked up at me, got a big old grin on his face, ran toward me with arms wide open and jumped into my arms. Words cannot express how happy it made me.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Monday, February 02, 2009
Not Really Rethinking the Name
In reference to my second post on January 28. I was just teasing. I thought the article was . . . uh, funny in that I think it overlooked much more obvious reasons why certain names might be more connected with crime than other names. I won't go into all those reasons here.
I know some people hate the baby's name. Some people have flat out told me that and others have told me they hate it by not saying anything about the name. I wish I could say it doesn't bother me, but it does. But I'm trying to take a page from Josh's book and not care, because the baby's name is what it is. I won't go into a long story about it here, but I just feel like this is what we are supposed to name the baby. And if 25 years from now, he's a homeless drifter or standing on top of a bell tower with an automatic rifle, hopefully no one will lay the blame on his name.
I know some people hate the baby's name. Some people have flat out told me that and others have told me they hate it by not saying anything about the name. I wish I could say it doesn't bother me, but it does. But I'm trying to take a page from Josh's book and not care, because the baby's name is what it is. I won't go into a long story about it here, but I just feel like this is what we are supposed to name the baby. And if 25 years from now, he's a homeless drifter or standing on top of a bell tower with an automatic rifle, hopefully no one will lay the blame on his name.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
A Good Sunday
I had a good day today. I woke up feeling 100% better and knowing my illness was gone, gone, gone. Church was wonderful -- uplifting testimonies during Sacrament meeting, a good Gospel Doctrine lesson, a good YW lesson (the girls were really listening!), and I just felt the Spirit a lot.
While the little ones and Josh napped after church, Alek and I played Star Wars Trivial Pursuit and read a little bit of the second Fablehaven book. It was so nice to spend time with him by myself and just have fun. We haven't done that for a while. One of my personal goals is to carve out more time for Alek. He really needs it.
It was pretty quiet around the house today and there was a good spirit in our home. Our townhouse complex stopped offering free cable and no TV stations come in at all anymore. So far, I don't miss TV. We've been debating whether or not to get cable on our own. I think we'll do without for a while longer at least. Most of the TV shows we follow we can watch online and then we can avoid the terrible commercials (for the most part). So the only TV watching today was when I put in a Winnie the Pooh movie for the kids while I, get this, cleaned the kitchen and made dinner. Yes, I did! I was actually the mom today and I gave Josh a rest. It felt good. Katie helped me make the pancake batter (I never said I made a fancy dinner).
We read scriptures together as a family and said prayers and then Alek and I had a talk about his future (he wants to live on a farm; I'm sure he has not been at all influenced by his visit to the Peatross family last summer or the fact that they've been learning about agriculture in school this year) and how to prepare and the importance of spiritual preparation. Alek went to bed and we let the wee ones run around some more while Josh talked to his brother, Aaron, and I planned the menu for the next two weeks (yes, I did!) and came up with a list of about 50 main dishes for future menu planning.
As soon as Josh is finished talking to his bro, we're going to read some of the Doctrine and Covenants, which is what we're reading together this year.
So, all in all, a good day. A nice, calm, happy Sunday, which is all too rare. And I feel like I accomplished things today and made good choices and was a good mom. That's rare, too, feeling that way. Hope you all had a good Sunday, too.
While the little ones and Josh napped after church, Alek and I played Star Wars Trivial Pursuit and read a little bit of the second Fablehaven book. It was so nice to spend time with him by myself and just have fun. We haven't done that for a while. One of my personal goals is to carve out more time for Alek. He really needs it.
It was pretty quiet around the house today and there was a good spirit in our home. Our townhouse complex stopped offering free cable and no TV stations come in at all anymore. So far, I don't miss TV. We've been debating whether or not to get cable on our own. I think we'll do without for a while longer at least. Most of the TV shows we follow we can watch online and then we can avoid the terrible commercials (for the most part). So the only TV watching today was when I put in a Winnie the Pooh movie for the kids while I, get this, cleaned the kitchen and made dinner. Yes, I did! I was actually the mom today and I gave Josh a rest. It felt good. Katie helped me make the pancake batter (I never said I made a fancy dinner).
We read scriptures together as a family and said prayers and then Alek and I had a talk about his future (he wants to live on a farm; I'm sure he has not been at all influenced by his visit to the Peatross family last summer or the fact that they've been learning about agriculture in school this year) and how to prepare and the importance of spiritual preparation. Alek went to bed and we let the wee ones run around some more while Josh talked to his brother, Aaron, and I planned the menu for the next two weeks (yes, I did!) and came up with a list of about 50 main dishes for future menu planning.
As soon as Josh is finished talking to his bro, we're going to read some of the Doctrine and Covenants, which is what we're reading together this year.
So, all in all, a good day. A nice, calm, happy Sunday, which is all too rare. And I feel like I accomplished things today and made good choices and was a good mom. That's rare, too, feeling that way. Hope you all had a good Sunday, too.
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